（外文电子版资料）Fritz Leiber - Coming Attraction.pdf

COMING ATTRACTION - Fritz Leiber eVersion 1.0 - click for scan notes COMING ATTRACTION Fritz Leiber The coupe with the fishhooks welded to the fender shouldered up over the curb like the nose of a nightmare. The girl in its path stood frozen, her face probably stiff with fright under her mask. For once my reflexes weren’t shy. I took a fast step toward her, grabbed her elbow, yanked her back. Her black skirt swirled out. The big coupe shot by, its turbine humming. I glimpsed three faces. Something ripped. I felt the hot exhaust on my ankles as the big coupe swerved back into the street. A thick cloud like a black flower blossomed from its jouncing rear end, while from the fishhooks flew a black shimmering rag. Did they get you? I asked the girl. She had twisted around to look where the side of her skirt was torn away. She was wearing nylon tights. The hooks didn’t touch me, she said shakily. I guess I’m lucky. I heard voices around us: Those kids! What’ll they think up next? They’re a menace. They ought to be arrested. Sirens screamed at a rising pitch as two motor police, their rocket-assist jets full on, came whizzing toward us after the coupe. But the black flower had become an inky fog obscuring the whole street. The motor police switched from rocket assists to rocket brakes and swerved to a stop near the smoke cloud. Are you English? the girl asked me. You have an English accent. Her voice came shudderingly from behind the sleek black satin mask. I fancied her teeth must be chattering. Eyes that were perhaps blue searched my face from behind the black gauze covering the eyeholes of the mask. I told her she’d guessed right. She stood close to me. Will you come to my place tonight? she asked rapidly. I can’t thank you now. And there’s something else you can help me about. My arm, still lightly circling her waist, felt her body trembling. I was answerin